People respect you more when they don't see you often. Even parents. Trust me. It's strange how distance rearranges love, how absence restores what closeness erodes. When people are deprived of your presence, they start seeing you clearly again, not through habit but through awareness. Proximity dulls perception. Space sharpens it. That's just how the human mind works.
Sometimes… the time ticks to hater’oclock. I’m not a hater all the time. I just choose to bring my hater thoughts to twitter since it’s my safe space. 🤷🏾♀️